Emotion, is my middle name
I lay in bed and listen to the rain
Put happy thoughts in to my head
But I find instead the hurting words you said
Why won't you believe me
when I tell you the things that I see?
And I'll still see you tomorrow, at the show
It's been a long winded long time
I wish I I'd never met you
I wish I could forget you
and what you said
You're directing your complaints to me
I should walk away, I could easily
never hear a word you say
I'm not your robot or your slave
I won't behave, I'm not your toy
go on go bury me with self righteousness
I confess, I'm just a boy